XXX

get back to the back to the back to the back of the backwoods

got back to the gush cuz its that good

put the trap on the map cuz its my hood

spent half on a sack of that good

got back on the kush that could

get me high like this motherfucking dope should

bunch of baddies in lac wheels real wood

see you, you aint hood

stay strapped get clapped if you’re that rude

stay back bitch slapped if I’m in a bad mood

bitch slapped slack cuz I’m that dude

 

toxic way the glock spit

on the block snowy day with some rock bitch

drunk pilot in the motherfuckin cockpit

down to washington the new gotham but its gothic

whipping that work in a church on a sunday

wanna launder some dollars so i bought me a laundry

y’all stay bout as profitless as john moffitt on an off day

chucky to me is just childs play

 

rapid acts of masochism

rash as hash that i be splitting

dashin in and out the prison

life or death is what wes given

pissin on schisms that got mac out the middle

so brittle your battle as you become shadow

or tattle because you were fed to the cattle

teethe on my dick fuck a rattle

hopped out the whip like i just won a raffle

baffled you’re stand in like scaffold

gettin big just seeded like apple

this capillary action captivates me though it tends to leave thc in my pee

don’t need a job just get shit for free

flip crack from cocaieen or flick my bean

rather trade snapple facts with dan rather

or a pastor who’s bait i shall master

faster than the plaster that shot from his cathidor

hating on me cuz I’m a white rapper

truth is i got nutella on my crackers

 

when i die bury me side the gucci sto

when i die bury me side versace sto

when i die bury me side the fendi sto o da louis sto o da prada sto

 

when i die bury me side givenchy sto

when i die bury me side armani sto

when i die bury me side da gucci sto

side da gucci sto

side da gucci sto